Monthly Archives: October 2013

I thought I was done with standard employment, but Life brought me back to it for this amazing opportunity to learn about the hospitality industry in a most elegant setting. A minor detour to my goal, with a major benefit to gain.

I started work today, and I have so much to learn! I am truly excited about this little adventure :) The place I’m staying is conveniently just 1.3 miles from the hotel, so I picked up a sweet bike off of craigslist yesterday, and I now commute by bicycle – it’s great!

I’m a little bummed that my dog now has an owner who works full-time at a place she can’t come, but I’m blessed with great house-mates who are happy to look after her :) Plus, it’s only temporary.

My path may have just got a little longer, but it also got distinctly more interesting ;)

Well, Cinnamon and I have finally found the jackpot! Red Bud Isle is our new favorite spot in Austin. It’s reminiscent of Seattle’s Marymoor Park, in that it it’s pretty big (tho just 13 acres instead of 40); all off-leash; no fence but no matter (tho surrounded by the Colorado River instead of just more park); has trails, woods, clearings, and fresh water to drink and swim in. Only, it’s much more convenient to get to, especially from where I’m currently residing (a 7 min drive instead of 30 min); there’s no toll bridge or $1 parking fee, and the squirrels are more numerous, which gives Cin great joy. I also find it similar to Seattle’s Seward Park, with the whole island bit, just miniaturized, and sub-tropical-ized. I find it incredibly beautiful, and an amazing treat to partake in. We now have 3 dog parks we like, which is great for variety, and one of the others is handily just a few blocks from us!

So… My request for a business loan was turned down (*insert sad horn tones here*) most notably due to my lack of experience in the particular field, and my lack of alternative income. Thus, I am seeking employment in said field to tackle both hurdles simultaneously – plus I’m running low on funds!

I’ve been picking up on cosmic cues lately about the number 25. I looked into it this morning, and first mistook “23” as “25”, and read – with great glee, I might ad – “This number is called ‘the Royal Star of the Lion.’ [I just so happen to be a “Leo”.] It is a promise of success, help from superiors and protection from those in high places. In dealing with future events it is a most fortunate number and a promise of success of one’s plans.” Alas, although that is the description for what I’ve discovered to be my “Life Path” number, that was not the description for this gently pestering 25. “This is a number denoting strength gained through experience, and benefits obtained through observation of people and things. It is not deemed exactly ‘lucky’, as its success is given through strife and trials in an earlier life. It is favorable when it appears in regard to the future.” Sigh. I swore I’d never take another job – update my resume, submit an application, traverse that particular learning curve – but… this end is sure to be well worth those means. Besides, a co-owner of another local hostel recommended learning a thing or two the easy way.

I also considered renting. Though it’s still a potential option, once it hit me that paying what I had budgeted for loan payments as rent instead, would leave me a few years down the road with no assets gained, I began to warm up to the employment option. Perhaps it’s for the best: I’ll get to be an Austinite for a while before advising my guests on what’s what around here. Once I do get the biz rolling, it will be quite some time before I’ll be able to do much enjoying of the city.

I perused craigslist today and found an employment ad from a marvelous little luxury hotel that just opened. There were others I bookmarked, but this one is just so splendid! I spent hours polishing my resume and crafting a cover letter, then I printed them out, and brought them in personally. I filled out an application on-site, and was told by the Front Desk supervisor that she’d deliver the documents to the Human Resources manager. Well, *fingers crossed* I get the job! Or… I suppose just that this hostel dream works out one way or another.